A pure bread dog: adopt or shop?

Shop or Adopt? Acquiring a Dog Can Be A Polarizing Issue

How much is that doggy in the window? The one with the wiggly tail? How much is that doggy in the window? I do hope that dog is for sale. I remember the pet store in...

Headstrong: My Spirited Son

The contractions started around 6 a.m. and my son was born at 8:08 a.m. My ten pound baby boy burst into the world without giving my body time to adjust. And that is how...

You Only Live Once: Use the Fancy Lotion

I'm going to tell you a short story about a woman I knew. She was the hardest working woman I had ever met. She always picked up overtime at work and never really made time...

A Beginner’s Guide to Being Wrong

You know you're wrong. Your mouth goes dry and you get that sick feeling in your stomach. You feel the back of your neck heat up and your face flush. Your brain goes white for...
A woman frustrated with parenting during a pandemic

I am at a Stalemate with this Season of Parenting — Parenting During a...

Remember that time when I wrote about seizing the day and I was so over-the-top sappy that you couldn't even bear to read it? Or maybe you didn't have time to read it because your...

I Live Like I Might Be Dying: A Nurse’s Perspective During a Pandemic

I wake up differently now. I don't want to sleep in. I want to get out of bed and get the day going. It starts with temperatures. I check temperatures on all of us and...
A woman practicing intuitive eating while eating pizza

Let Them Eat Cake: How to Teach our Kids to be Intuitive Eaters

“If you eat your vegetables, you can have ice cream for dessert.” ”You have to take five more bites before you’re allowed to leave the table.” “You just finished an entire meal! How can you possibly be hungry?” “I’m...

And Now I Have A Restraining Order, Probably

I joke a lot about kidnapping children. Obviously (I mean, I HOPE it's obvious), I will never do such a thing! But when I am out and about and see an especially cute little babe...

Mothering Through It

Things must be really bad. I have an appointment with a new therapist today. I don't make appointments with therapists. I don't talk about my stuff, because I feel like it's so overwhelmingly pedestrian...

“Who Is the Real Mom?”

It Wasn't The First Time It's one of those perfect days. Both of the boys are well-behaved as we weave through the aisles of the grocery store, collecting buns and hotdogs for our neighborhood picnic. The...